Fucking grim till the 3rd went in. Felt very hot and flush in the face from the very start and it got worse when they scored. The missus and her cousin were in the living room when Brighton headed in, but left immediately - probably didn't want to antagonise me. By full time, despite feeling more relaxed after Gundogan's sublime effort, I had a thumping headache that still exists. Had a near 2 hour drive straight after, still have the headache but feel fucking great about everything. I'm about 30 minutes from Brighton just now, if I didn't have work in the morning, I'd be over there in a shot. What a day - what a fucking result!